caitlinbullen
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Whilst we’re all having a reflective moment, can I just add that I believe I have more reason than most to be utterly peed off.
We relocated over 3 hrs drive north in January 2020. As part of the move we managed to pay off a decent chunk of our mortgage and I was going to be a lady of leisure for 12 months before finding a new job. I was going to ‘do lunch’ and mooch around the shops. I was going to go to the gym, watch TV, read books and explore new hobbies and interests. I could watch daytime TV, maybe enjoy the occasional daytime cheeky wank I was SO excited for my new relaxed, stress free life of no paid employment for 12 months. Financially that was all we could manage, but boy was I grateful, and so blooming excited.
As it stands, I’ve had to homeschool 3 of my cherubsirritating children, manage a developing drink and binge eating problem (#lockdown), and now contemplating work again due to the uncertainty of husbands job. My career break of joy has been exchanged for 8mths of enforced cohabitation with my fucking children. It’s a cruel joke people.
And before anyone says it I am well aware of how #trulyblessed I am (no one I know impacted by Covid, no financial impact etc, I love my kids they are amazing etc etc ad infinitum.) but FML after 20 odd years of bringing up 5 children I was just embarking on a brief 1 year fucking break to catch my fucking breath in this crazy life.
I WAS ROBBED. Please only quote this post if you are willing to offer me your condolences and unreserved sympathy- I can’t be doing with all this ‘people have died’ stuff -I’m a narcissist and it’s all about ME
[to add insult to injury we moved from the SW to the NW, now one of the most Covid ridden areas of the country. We are still locked down while all you other cleanly southern fuckers are mingling. I knew we should have stayed South]
We relocated over 3 hrs drive north in January 2020. As part of the move we managed to pay off a decent chunk of our mortgage and I was going to be a lady of leisure for 12 months before finding a new job. I was going to ‘do lunch’ and mooch around the shops. I was going to go to the gym, watch TV, read books and explore new hobbies and interests. I could watch daytime TV, maybe enjoy the occasional daytime cheeky wank I was SO excited for my new relaxed, stress free life of no paid employment for 12 months. Financially that was all we could manage, but boy was I grateful, and so blooming excited.
As it stands, I’ve had to homeschool 3 of my cherubs
And before anyone says it I am well aware of how #trulyblessed I am (no one I know impacted by Covid, no financial impact etc, I love my kids they are amazing etc etc ad infinitum.) but FML after 20 odd years of bringing up 5 children I was just embarking on a brief 1 year fucking break to catch my fucking breath in this crazy life.
I WAS ROBBED. Please only quote this post if you are willing to offer me your condolences and unreserved sympathy- I can’t be doing with all this ‘people have died’ stuff -I’m a narcissist and it’s all about ME
[to add insult to injury we moved from the SW to the NW, now one of the most Covid ridden areas of the country. We are still locked down while all you other cleanly southern fuckers are mingling. I knew we should have stayed South]
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